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@Xphy !
It was his Grandfather's idea. Guhn'tao had been known to have connections, and having become responsible for Oska, he felt it was his duty to keep pressing he attend this affairs. But Oska Inawa was trained more towards the book than flirting or making simple social conversation. To him, life was seen as a business proposition, and he had a keen eye on ways he could utilize things.
However, this situation was most unfitting to him. Though not one to adore a ball or event, he was used to occasions where the festivities were held indoors- Even those of the festival to welcome spring.
Starched clothing could be easier dealt with without the heat of the spring time sun baring down on him and causing the collar of his shirt to cling to the sweat of his neck. And the fact so many people were invited (or perhaps it just looked as if there were a lot of people invited) since there were so many social groups dotting the line and giggling as they took to garden games, he... however, had a hard time even just watching such acts.
It seemed so.. surreal, perhaps even a bit uncivilized to him, but he supposed this is what he got for not looking into the details of his occasion and just accepting the invitation at his Grandfather's insistence. He had no idea what he was to do here. Almost everyone there was talking about spring time, the warmth of the sun, the smell of the flowers- All of which were bothering him to the point he had to find some sort of secluded place away from the flowers as he held back sneeze after sneeze.
He felt his allergies appeared as some sort of a weakness, and was glad he was able to contain them, however, the second he was at his lonesome, finding himself at the end of the gardens where a tall maze of bushes dominated the land, it was here he could find his reprieve, as the fragrance of flowers was not so over burdening.
He loosened his collar and let himself take some great gulps of air, before taking his wine to his lips and downing almost all of it.
What had he gotten himself into? But now was not the time to wallow in this miserable predicament, he had to think of a way to at least utilize his presence in hopes to secure a lead on trade....
Or even perhaps, catch wind as a possible woman to take on as a fiance, as much as he was against the idea.
Yes, trade. Perhaps he could focus on that and use the gardens to his advantage. But for once in his life he was having trouble relating to the scenery and the attitude of the guests. And for once in his life, he was surprised and wishing this had been on occasion for simple rigid dances and a proper meal at a long table by candle light!
